"The physical prop processing team is not intended to be a place to make a profit!"

Hearing the girl's concern, Jialan suddenly laughed: "Besides, how can you lose money? These cultivated people need to sign a ten-year employment contract with us... Well, in short, as long as the income of the physical props processing group does not exceed the expenditure, it is enough, so don't worry about doing it boldly!"

Although Cindy was puzzled, she was still relieved, bowed to Jialan, and ran away happily.

The environment of Kemo University is closed, I don't know how the [Academy Management Office] of the high-level of the Ludao Academy thinks about it, those mysterious old magicians who will never see a human figure seem to be disgusted by the rejection of the world outside the academy walls, as if they live in their own small world world, and they are indifferent to the world.

Although it is not clearly stated, their attitude invisibly affects the atmosphere of the entire academy, and this management model of not rejecting outsiders from pursuing magical knowledge, but allowing students to fend for themselves, is puzzling.

It seems that no magician has ever considered organizing the students so that they can create better learning conditions for themselves through their own efforts.

The development of the book bar is getting bigger and bigger, and the new game bar and the various industries that have spawned it have created a large number of work-study positions for the students of the college, and the college does not seem to exclude or even encourage the students to work-study, but it strictly prohibits students from leaving the school during the study day.

How many work-study opportunities can be provided for students on a campus? In particular, a large number of self-sufficient campus industries have been infiltrated and controlled by the power of the city of Corran.

It's hard to believe that an apprentice magician can compete with a hired person who can act like a donkey for a low wage.

If you're the boss, you'll pick someone who takes care of two meals a day, pays three silver jims, and is free to do whatever you want. A hired worker who can kick his feet to change his mood when he's in a bad mood, or will he choose a magic apprentice who can't be beaten or scolded as his subordinate?

Therefore, in this environment, whether it is a book bar or a tour bar, it is a kind of temptation made by Jialan to the senior management of the college, but judging from the current reaction, the college has no objection to students working part-time, provided that they cannot leave the college and cannot affect their studies.

Regarding the attitude of the academy's top management, Jialan could only express speechlessness. I always feel that the old magicians at the top of the academy have a kind of mentality that a sheep is driven and a flock of sheep is released to students, whether to teach you knowledge or not is my business, and whether to learn knowledge or not is your business. Whether or not you have the money to study is another matter.

The old magicians seem to have carried out the phrase "In the world of magic, please mortals (poor people) go away!" It seems to be alluding to students who are not financially compensable. The road to magic is not so smooth, and the sooner you understand this truth, you may be able to live a happier life.

But in that case, why didn't he deny those civilian students admission from the beginning? Is there something else in this that he has not understood?

Jialan, who had been pondering for a long time, was awakened by a "click" sound. In the dim light, he squinted his eyes, glanced at the girls who were trying to rub the flint and light the bulls' eye lantern for the book bar, and smiled. Get up and walk towards your caretaker's hut.

The more I learned, the more I felt that this era didn't seem to be as simple as I imagined, the Kemo Academy was a very special existence in Kelan City, and even the entire Gilago Continent, this attitude of inaction was obviously a bit abnormal, but... What does this have to do with you?

Jialan sighed, her damn curiosity would definitely kill a lot of cats, but these mysterious things are really interesting... Well, today's harvest is quite a lot, and it's worth taking some time to fix those "rags".

Returning to the caretaker's hut, closing the door and closing the heavy curtains, Jia Lan flicked her finger at the wick of the butter candle on the candlestick, releasing a light spell, and a flame of light lit up the room instead of the candle flame.

This butter candle has been used for months, but most of the time, it is only used as a carrier, after all, the light of the light is much brighter than the candle, and it does not shake.

There were rows of simple wooden shelves in the place of the bed, and Div had placed the pile of bought rags on top of it for him.

Since the damage to his soul gradually recovered, Jialan found that he no longer needed to sleep, and the strange twin souls he possessed allowed him to use one soul and recharge one soul while the other soul was "awake", as if in the memory of an alien soul, something called a "battery".

This can be regarded as a coveted ability for a spellcaster, because even if the caster can use meditation instead of sleep, he still needs to spend time meditating to recover the depleted mental energy.

However, Jialan can let another soul meditate in the "background" when one soul is busy, so that he can always maintain a strong mental strength, and the fatigue of the body is always easier to recover than the spirit.

The caster is not a fighter who needs to overdraw his physical strength sharply during the battle, but a caster who is static most of the time, and when he feels tired, a nutritious food, a glass of fragrant milk, and a few minutes of rest during a meal can restore his strength.

There is no need to sleep, and naturally there is no need for a bed, and the thing that occupies the space was dismantled by Jialan, making room for a test table and a large number of shelves, so that he can easily access the materials he needs when he needs to do some secret experiments.

Some people say that the mage's laboratory is more terrifying than the devil's lair, because you never know if anything you touch will blow up the entire building into the sky.

Of course, this is true for those who enter the mage's lab, even though the mage's lab looks like a messy utility room... Well, to use a nasty adjective, it's a garbage heap.

But as the masters of the laboratory, the mages were always able to wander around what outsiders thought were dangerous, and indeed dangerous, while finding whatever they wanted.

Jialan isn't the kind of mad mage who is completely obsessed with testing and has terrible habits, but the caretaker's hut he transforms into a small laboratory looks just as dangerous...

Especially those crystal test tubes that are still bubbling and bubbling in an unattended state and the very unstable substances inside can be seen at a glance by fools.

Jialan felt that he couldn't be blamed for this, but the place was too small, and in a single room of more than 30 square meters, the space was really not enough... Of course, even if it is more than 300 or even more than 3,000 pings, it will not be enough, and the mages can always find all kinds of things to fill them, and they will feel that those are very necessary things that will be used at any time.

Casually sweeping aside some of the tools on the wide test bench, Jialan took out the Orlanshu mask and the "space bag" and placed them in front of her, clicked her mouth as if she was ready to eat, rubbed her fingers, hesitated between the two items, and picked up the Orlanshu mask first.

Jialan squinted slightly, took a crystal magnifying glass, and carefully examined each of the rune array lines hidden in the decorative patterns on the Orlan Shu mask to make sure that they were completely undamaged, and then breathed a sigh of relief and took out a bottle of strong acid from under a pile of parchment manuscript paper, and found a reagent lead bucket from under the only chair in the room.

There was some muddy-looking liquid in the lead bucket of reagents, showing a terrible color, Jia Lan was stunned for a moment, he himself forgot what it was, but it didn't matter, he looked left and right, saw a plant planted in a flower pot in the corner of the room, and easily poured the cloudy liquid into the flower pot.

The green plants, which had been somewhat wilted and wilted, turned black in an instant, and then came back to life in a short time, stretched out their leaves, and in less than five minutes, they grew about a foot taller, and the leaves appeared with hard spines like porcupines, and the color became as green as a spider's belly.

When the pot was used as a plant in the reagent waste disposal bucket, and dark red fruits like fist-sized tumors appeared on the branches, Jialan had already walked back to the test table, put the Orlan Shu mask into the reagent lead bucket, and then pulled off the strong acid stopper, and poured the whole bottle into it until the mask was submerged.

As the white foam began to bubble up in the reagent lead bucket, Jialan began to busily prepare the materials, Mithril filament, gold erosion liquid, alchemy carving pen, and three moonstones the size of little fingernails.

The Orlan Mask was very well preserved, and was almost undamaged except for the fact that some fool who thought that the Moonlight Phantom Silver was not silver enough, and had a clever coating of liquid silver on it, and carved it with ornate patterns.

Therefore, after Jialan washed off the liquid silver and three gems on the surface with strong acid, and casually put it in the clean water under the test bench twice, the Orlando mask returned to its original lead-gray essence, and even the rune magic line groove was washed clean.

Picking up a Mithril filament, Jialan began to use an alchemy carving pen little by little, refilling the Mithril filament into the rune magic line slot, repairing the wear, and then inlaying the three moon-pattern stones into the gem slot on the mask's forehead.

Except for the time it took to fill in the mythril thread, the rest of the preparations were quickly completed, Jialan rubbed his hands, pressed his palm on the mask, and then whispered a spell, and a wave of arcane energy poured out of his palm, pouring into the Orlan Shu mask!

I saw a stream of silver light crawling along the Mithril filaments and vines all over the entire mask, and after a sudden light flashed, the Orlan Mask glowed with a bright moonlight light, and diffused a trace of hazy light and mist, enveloping the entire mask!

"It worked!"

Jialan muttered happily, but at this moment, a change suddenly happened! (To be continued......

PS: Lao Sao: What, brothers have monthly passes, give some monthly passes, right? Now there are only 40 monthly passes, more than 100 rankings, it's too ugly, 10 monthly passes plus a more chapter, what do you think is swollen?